Driving home from work one day
, I turned off my radio.

Just wanted some quiet time,

 before i got home.

I started thinking about my life,

and where i would end up.

Would i go off to college and get married?

 Or would i have no such luck?

 I kept thinking about how life is imagined,

 in some of those country songs.

I started to feel a little jealous,

 until i realized they were all wrong

nobody has only one fight,

 and life is not one big fairytale.

 No boyfriend does everything right,

and not every ship sets sail.

 Life isnt one big tractor pull,

 or about a bad rainy day.

And when all the beds are full,

you can't always fall asleep in the hay.

 So as i pull into my drive way,

a lot of weight is off my chest

It's not a competition

and im not always gonna be the best